Oh! Susanna

1. I've come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,
I'm going to Louisanna, My true love for to see,
It rained all night, the day I left,
The weather it was dry.
The sun so hot, I froze to death,
Susanna don't you cry.

CH: Oh, Susanna, Oh don't you cry for me.
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee.



2. I had a dream, the other night, when everything was still;
I thought I saw Susanns, a-coming down the hill.
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth,
The tears were in her eyes;
Said I, "I'm coming from the South,
Susanna don't you cry."

3. I soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look around;
And when I find Susanna, I'll fall upon the ground,
But if I do not find her,
Oh then I'll surely die;
And when I'm dead and burried,
Susanna don't you cry.